Then daintily mopped his forehead, some virtuous beads of heat,
He sopped in his red bandana, and then he resumed his seat.
Then "Oh!" said the ladies in court,
"Wasn't that lawyer a treat?"
Concussion of parasols, sticks, hands, and stamping feet,
Till the usher expostulated, aloud in a startling shout,
"Silence!!!"
And his Ludship sternly threatened, to bundle the audience out,
Poor Tommins had then to listen to evidence from the box,